17. Renza Mensah #3
I rubbed my thumb across the wheel while keepin’ the car movin’. “I ain’t tryna have no more babies right now.”
“So you think I’m tryna get pregnant?”
“I ain’t say that.”
“Then why we need ‘em?”
I glanced over at her. “Because I bought ‘em.”
Reni let out a low laugh, but there wasn’t nothin’ funny behind it. “You ain’t never used condoms with me before.”
I looked at her long enough for her to know I wasn’t finna let the conversation turn into no interrogation. “You want me to take you home, or you want me to keep drivin’ to yo’ crib?”
Reni stared at me for a few seconds. I could tell she had ten more questions, and knowin’ her, she probably wanted to ask every last one of ‘em before we made it to her condo. Instead, she folded her arms under her chest and looked toward the window.
“Keep drivin’,” she answered.
“A’ight then.”
That ended the conversation for the moment, but I knew it wasn’t over.
Reni rarely let shit go. She would sit with it, twist it around in her head and bring it back up once she felt like she had a better angle.
I ain’t care tonight. The box was stayin’ right where I put it, and if that changed whatever plans she had, she could tell me before we made it inside.
The rest of the drive passed with her occasionally changin’ the song or lookin’ through her phone while I handled the road.
When I turned into the entrance of her condo buildin’, Reni reached toward the keypad and entered the code before the gate rolled open. I drove through and followed the path around toward the residents’ parkin’ area.
Her buildin’ looked the same as the last time I came by. The lights on the walkway was still too bright, the lobby windows was spotless and the same security guard sat near the entrance lookin’ half asleep while he watched the monitors.
I pulled into one of the visitor spaces and parked before grabbin’ the box from the console and slidin’ it into my pocket. Reni watched me do it, but this time she kept her mouth closed.
I got out and walked around the front of the car toward her side. By the time I opened the passenger door, she already had her purse over her shoulder. I held the door while she stepped out, then closed it behind her.
Reni stood close enough for her perfume to reach me again. She looked up at my face like she was waitin’ to see if I was gon’ touch her, but I only placed my hand against the small of her back and guided her toward her condo.
We walked toward her door without talkin’. The night had got quieter since we left the club, and all you could really hear was our footsteps while she dug through her purse for her keys.
Soon as she unlocked the door, she stepped aside and looked back at me.
“You still sure you wanna come in?” Reni asked.
I looked at her before steppin’ across the doorway. “I already made it to yo’ door.”
The place looked almost the same as the last time I was here, except she had changed some of the furniture around and added a few new pictures to the walls. I followed her further inside.
“You can come in my room,” Reni told me while takin’ her heels off near the hallway.
I watched her pick ‘em up before headin’ toward the bedroom.
Her bedroom was dim except for a lamp near the bed. I walked in and sat on the edge of the mattress while Reni put her purse on the dresser. She turned toward the bathroom, then paused near the doorway.
“I’ll be back,” she said.
“A’ight,” I replied, glancin’ up at her.
Reni looked at me like she expected more, but when I ain’t give it to her, she disappeared in the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
A few seconds later, I heard the shower start.
I pulled my phone from my pocket and started scrollin’ through it while I waited.
There was messages I ain’t feel like answerin’, a couple missed calls from earlier and some shit in the family group chat I already knew was probably nonsense.
I checked a few things, responded where I needed to and ignored the rest.
The sound of water kept runnin’ behind the bathroom door while I sat here.
I ain’t feel nervous or unsure about bein’ in Reni’s room ‘cause I had spent too much time here in the past. I knew which side of the bed she slept on, where she kept the remote and how cold she liked the room when she went to sleep.
All of that was history, though. Tonight wasn’t me comin’ back home.
It was me spendin’ the night with somebody I trusted enough to be around without wonderin’ what kinda bullshit waited on the other side of the door.
I knew Reni, even when I ain’t always like the way she moved.
She knew me too, and neither one of us needed to pretend we was strangers just ‘cause we ain’t belong to each other no more.
About fifteen minutes passed before the water cut off. I heard her movin’ around in the bathroom while I finished respondin’ to a message and locked my phone. Then, the door opened.
I lifted my head from the screen as Reni walked out without a damn thing on.
I ain’t gon’ lie… Reni looked just as good as the last time I saw her naked.
That thick ass body was still every bit of what I remembered.
Her hips was wide, her stomach was soft in all the right places and her thighs looked like they was made for a nigga to keep his hands on.
She stood there lookin’ at me without no type of shame, lettin’ me take all of her in while water still glistened across her skin.
Lil’ drops rolled down the middle of her big ass titties before disappearin’ against the curve of her stomach, and I caught myself followin’ ‘em with my eyes.
It had been a long time since I seen her like this, but not long enough for me to forget why I used to lose my damn mind over her.
My hands remembered that body before my head did.
I already knew how she felt under my palms. I remembered how she used to melt when I grabbed her hips and how she climbed all over me before I even had the chance to ask.
Some shit just stayed with a nigga whether he wanted it to or not.
Reni tilted her head a lil’ while watchin’ my face.
“What?” she asked like she ain’t know exactly what she was doin’.
I let my eyes move over her one more time before answerin’. “Nothin’.”
She stepped closer to me, slow and confident, like she had all the time in the world. She knew I was lookin’, at them titties and them pussy lips, while she swayed them wide hips toward me. And she let me.
By the time she stopped in front of me, I could still smell the soap on her skin mixin’ with that perfume she always wore. It was familiar enough to make me remember shit I wasn’t even thinkin’ about.
She smirked, then reached down and put her hands on my shoulders before swingin’ one leg over mine and settin’ herself on my lap.
Her skin was still warm from the shower, and the second she got all the way on me, I felt that familiar weight pressin’ down in a way that made my jaw tighten and my dick rock up.
My hands stayed where they was for a second before they found her hips on they own.
It wasn’t even somethin’ I thought about.
My body just did what it always used to do.
“You miss me?” she asked, her voice low while she looked down at me.
I looked up at her face and let my hands rest on her hips.
“You already know I ain’t forgot about you.”
She studied me for a second. “That’s all you gon’ give me?”
I smirked. “You greedy.”
“I’m serious.”
I rubbed my thumb against her hip before lookin’ back in her eyes.
“You wouldn’t be sittin’ on me if you ain’t know where we stood.”
Reni held my eyes for a second, then leaned down and kissed me slow, like she was remindin’ me how her lips felt.
I kissed her back without thinkin’ too hard about it, lettin’ my hands slide over her sides until they found her ass.
She let out a light breath against my mouth when I squeezed and pulled it apart.
She took her time suckin’ my tongue while pullin’ my bottom lip into her mouth.
I gave her slow kisses back that lingered a second longer than they had to while her fingers traced over my shoulders and around the back of my neck.
After a minute, she pulled back just enough to look at me again.
“You still got all them clothes on.”
I glanced down at myself, then back up at her. “You the one who came out like this.”
“Take ‘em off,” she said, her fingers already movin’ to my shirt.
I ain’t argue with her. I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head, then reached down to push my jeans off while she lifted up just enough to let me.
Reni watched every move I made, them green eyes draggin’ over my chest, my arms, and the way my body shifted while I got undressed. She wasn’t even tryna hide the fact she was lookin’. Every time my muscles moved, her eyes followed ‘em like she was rememberin’ the same shit I was.
Soon as I was down to my briefs, she pressed her lips back to mine like she couldn’t wait no more. Her hands moved over my chest and down my stomach while she kissed me, and I let mine roam her body the same way, takin’ my time with the shit.
My palms slid over the curve of her waist before I squeezed her hip, feelin’ her lean into my touch without me havin’ to pull her any closer.
Reni moved on my lap again, grindin’ against my dick through my briefs slow enough to make me let out a quiet breath through my nose.
She broke the kiss and looked down between us, then back at me with a smile when she felt how hard I was. “Yeah…”
I leaned my head back for a second and shook it. “Stop playin’.”
Reni slid off my lap then, movin’ down in front of me at the edge of the bed while her hands pressed on my thighs.
She looked up at me through her lashes before hookin’ her fingers into the waistband of my briefs and pullin’ ’em down slow.
She never broke eye contact neither, watchin’ my face the whole time like she wanted to see every lil’ reaction I had before she even touched me.